Mom would crank up the Andrae Crouch music on the stereo, and she and I would vacuum and dust. This probably explains the whiff of lemony furniture polish and windex I think I smell sometimes when I hear this song.
It is interesting the way music can take you back to a specific moment, and make those memories so vivid. Also music can soothe away the tension of even the weirdest of phone calls. I'm thankful for that this week.
Do you listen to specific music when you clean?
This was my Sunday morning five minute stream of consciousness writing. Set the timer for five minutes...and go!